Man, what a day! I swear, Hashimoto is wild. I woke up thinking it’d be just another boring install day. Boy, was I wrong!
First off, I hit the streets of Hashimoto around 8 AM. The sun was shining, and I was like, “Let’s do this!” I had a job on Kōen-dōri, right near the park. Nice spot, but the traffic? Ugh! It was like a snail race. I mean, c’mon, people! Move it!
Finally, I get to the site. The client? Total character. He’s this old dude, probably been around since the dinosaurs. He’s got this wild hair and a laugh that could wake the dead. He’s like, “You’re here to save my life!” I’m thinking, “Dude, I’m just here to fix your radio.” But hey, I roll with it.
So, I start setting up my gear. I’m unpacking my tools, and outta nowhere, this cat jumps on my shoulder. I’m like, “What the heck?!” It’s a fluffy little thing, and it just chills there. I name it “Hashi” after the city. Cute, right?
Then, the real fun begins. I’m trying to connect this radio thingamajig, and the wires are a mess. I’m sweating bullets. I’m like, “Why is this so complicated?” I mean, I’ve done this a million times, but today? It’s like the universe is against me.
Suddenly, I hear this loud bang outside. I rush to the window, and there’s a truck stuck on the side of the road on Kōen-dōri. It’s blocking everything! I’m laughing and cursing at the same time. Like, “Dude, you had one job!”
After a while, I finally get the radio working. The old guy is ecstatic! He’s dancing around like he just won the lottery. I’m thinking, “It’s just a radio, man!” But hey, if it makes him happy, I’m all for it.
I pack up my stuff, and as I’m leaving, Hashi the cat follows me. I’m like, “No way, you’re coming with me!” So, I take him to the local café on Kōen-dōri. I order a matcha latte (fancy, right?) and sit outside. Hashi is just chilling on the table, looking like he owns the place.
Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. I’m like, “Seriously?!” I grab my stuff and dash inside. I’m soaked, and everyone’s looking at me like I’m a wet dog. I laugh it off, but inside, I’m like, “This day is nuts!”
After the rain, the streets of Hashimoto are all shiny and fresh. I decide to take a stroll down to the Hashimoto Station. The vibe is chill, and I’m feeling good. I see this street performer playing the shamisen. It’s beautiful! I stop and listen for a bit.
But then, I see a group of kids running around, and one of them trips and falls. I rush over, and he’s fine, just a scraped knee. But his friends? They’re freaking out! I’m like, “Chill, he’s good!” Kids these days, right?
As I head home, I can’t help but think about the day. It was a rollercoaster! From fixing radios to cat adventures and rainstorms. Hashimoto, you’ve got my heart racing!
I finally get home, and I’m exhausted. I flop on the couch, and Hashi jumps up next to me. I’m like, “You’re my new buddy now.” What a day, man. What a day!